Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit

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Chengtian Battlefield, Barbaric Mountain.

Mountain after mountain, water after water. Between the mountains and rivers, the wind blows endlessly, and the rain is hazy, drifting and swaying. Suddenly, a fierce wind; suddenly, a torrential rain. Then, the wind and rain abruptly ceased, with calm following chaos, revealing layer upon layer of ridges.

Chen Jichuan stood atop a mountain peak, rising to his feet—

[Summoning Wind and Rain: Fifth Realm]

"It's about time!"

Chen Jichuan's eyes gleamed with bright joy.

After a hundred years and a hundred instances of Enlightenment, 'Summoning Wind and Rain' had been deciphered by Chen Jichuan forty years ago, reaching the Fifth Realm. And though forty years had passed since then, without ascending to the Sixth Realm, his mastery of the technique was considered exceptional even among ordinary immortals. In Chengtian Battlefield, it was unparalleled.

The Fourth Realm of Magic focused on 'Refining Essence,' while the Fifth Realm revolved around 'Control of Force.' Despite being separated by just one step, the gulf between the Fourth and Fifth Realms was as vast as heaven and earth. For Fourth-order immortals, attaining the Fourth Realm of a Super-level Technique typically required only a hundred or so years of dedicated study. However, reaching the Fifth Realm might take several millennia.

"Ordinary immortals require thousands of years to cultivate a Super-level Technique from scratch to the Fifth Realm, and tens of thousands of years to have a glimmer of hope of advancing it to the Sixth Realm."

"As for the Seventh Realm, the ultimate boundary of Super-level Techniques and the pinnacle for Fourth-order immortals, it cannot simply be achieved through effort and time alone. A practitioner would need unmatched talent and rare opportunities. Even factoring in the Heavenly Venerates within the Nine Heavens, those who have mastered the Seventh Realm remain extraordinarily rare in the Chongming Realm."

Magic is arduous to cultivate, and within a mere hundred years, significant advancement is all the more difficult.

"The Fifth Realm."

"It's enough to dominate!"

Standing atop the mountain peak, Chen Jichuan took stock of the surroundings, silently awaiting the coming of the tenth Heavenly Disaster.

Time flew by.

Buzzing noises filled the air!

The moment Heaven and Earth vibrated again, the barbaric land, now reduced to a million-mile radius, began to collapse once more.

Rumbles reverberated!

Thunderous booms roared!

This time, the Heavenly Disaster hit harder than ever, and the pace of the collapsing terrain quickened further.

Glancing at the map, Chen Jichuan smiled and said, "A hundred thousand miles."

As the tenth Heavenly Disaster struck the Chengtian Battlefield, the once boundless barbaric land had shrunk to a mere hundred thousand miles. To an ordinary person, a hundred thousand miles would still seem vast, a domain impossible to fully traverse within a lifetime. Yet to the immortals, capable of traveling millions of miles in a single day, a hundred thousand-mile radius was now but a speck.

Divine Sense unfolded, and the terrain became easily discernible.

"Brother Qii, we've been surrounded!"

Immortal Wan Ming ascended the mountain peak, standing behind Chen Jichuan, scanning the horizon just as he did. Turning to Chen Jichuan, a grave expression flitted across his face.

A century had passed in a flash. Of the five immortals from the Eight Extremes Holy Hall who had entered Chengtian Battlefield, four—including Chen Jichuan—remained, while one, the Heavenly Slaughter Immortal, had fallen victim to misfortune, beaten out of the barbaric land before Chen Jichuan could arrive to save him.

Now, Chen Jichuan led the group, with the Eight-Armed Immortal, Wan Ming Immortal, and Golden Line Divine Lady gathered around him.

During this hundred-year odyssey, Chen Jichuan had deciphered techniques and seized black stones, leaving a trail of countless adversaries slain or defeated. Relentless and unstoppable, his unmatched prowess had allowed the three companions to survive, sheltered beneath his power.

As the barbaric land endlessly diminished, Chen Jichuan's infamous reputation had spread with it. Inside Chengtian Battlefield, surviving immortals universally avoided him like the plague.

But they wouldn't be able to avoid him forever.

Now, with only a hundred thousand miles left, there was nowhere else to hide. Rather than being taken down one by one by Chen Jichuan, the surviving immortals chose to band together, hoping for a slim chance to turn the tide.

Heavenly Disaster descended, Heaven and Earth collapsed.

Among the surviving immortals beyond Chen Jichuan's group of four, twenty-four converged from all directions, rushing at them with overwhelming momentum and murderous intent.

These included the Seven-Tailed Immortal Fox Su Yazi, the Five Peak Immortals of the Wanlu Sect, all Six-Pattern Immortals. Among the remaining nineteen immortals, only one was also a Six-Pattern Immortal, while the other eighteen had a cultivation level capped at merely Four-Pattern.

Moreover, thanks to Chen Jichuan's domination, these twenty-four had substantially struggled to acquire black stones during the later stages, leaving fewer than half of them fully restored in power. Only a handful of ten or so were capable of unleashing their full strength, and their threat to Chen Jichuan was even weaker for it.

"After this battle, we fear there will be no more serenity for us."

Chen Jichuan cast a glance at the three immortals at his side: Eight-Armed Immortal, Wan Ming Immortal, and Golden Line Divine Lady.

Among the immortals who had entered Chengtian Battlefield, many were formidable, some uniquely talented, others backed by immense resources. Not one of them could be considered easy to deal with; none lacked ambition.

Chen Jichuan, empowered by 'Enlightenment,' relied on his extraordinary advantage to sweep through the battlefield undefeated. But in his wake, he had also made nearly a hundred enemies. Moving forward in the Chongming Realm, he would undoubtedly find foes at every corner.

To Chen Jichuan, this mattered little. Should he attain the Divine Skills and the Treasure Tower here, even the prospect of clashing with Heavenly Venerates would not deter him.

Yet, for the Eight-Armed Immortal and the others—

"To gain the inheritance of Tuota Venerable, should we give it up merely to avoid making enemies?"

"Hahaha!"

"Brother, worry not. We are all immortals. Even if we face a mountain of enemies, what's the harm? At worst, it would be nothing more than being restrained for a time!"

Wan Ming Immortal appeared unfazed. His heart harbored thoughts of Tuota Venerable's legacy, his attitude carefree and unshaken.

Immortals cannot die—what's to fear?!

"It's said that in the Nine Heavens exists the Immortal Slaying Stage, where immortals can indeed be killed. We immortals are not entirely eternal and unkillable," Golden Line Divine Lady teased.

Wan Ming Immortal smiled and remained silent. Eight-Armed Immortal simply stood stoic.

With the legacy of Tuota Venerable so tantalizingly close, ready to grasp, none among them hesitated, even in the face of potential enmity with a Heavenly Venerate or looming execution at the Immortal Slaying Stage.

"In that case, please wait for a moment—"

Seeing their resolve, Chen Jichuan offered no further words.

He stepped forward from the peak into the throng of twenty-four surrounding immortals and made his move first.

Whoosh—

Wind surged!

Crack—

Rain poured!

At the Fifth Realm of 'Summoning Wind and Rain,' the mastery of magic transcended the spell itself; the cultivator grasped its essence, merging it with their cultivation technique until both became inseparable.

During incantation, the cultivator could channel the full potency of their cultivation technique through the spell, harnessing the forces of Heaven and Earth, provoking resonance from Primordial Qi—a phenomenon that amplified the magic's effects infinitely.

"Wind, come!"

"Rain, come!"

Spoken words governed by Heavenly law, akin to an irresistible decree. Thus, Fifth Realm magic earned the title 'Control of Force'!

...

"A hundred years!"

"In mere centuries, he has mastered a Super-level Technique to this level—it's terrifying!"

"Unprecedented!"

The Eight-Armed Immortal, Wan Ming Immortal, and Golden Line Divine Lady remained atop the peak, gazing at the distant heavens where Chen Jichuan spread his arms wide. Thunder roared, lightning crackled, and torrential rain poured under his command.

Centered around him, the hundred-thousand-mile expanse was cloaked in the fury of his invocation. To enter meant facing relentless winds and rains, offering no hope of escape.

Chen Jichuan hovered amidst the clouds, encircled by fierce gales. The downpour avoided him, as though he were a deity reigning over storms and wielding divine authority, majestic and untouchable.

"This—"

"Spoken words, heavenly decree!"

"Dominion over sky and land!"

"How is this possible within just a century?"

"Did he encounter 'Summoning Wind and Rain' earlier in life?!"

As Chen Jichuan's mastery of 'Summoning Wind and Rain' unfolded, dominating the hundred-thousand-mile expanse, the twenty-four surrounding immortals displayed astonished expressions and frayed spirits.

The depth of his cultivation left them no room for comparison.

Once inside the storm's bounds, confrontation was futile, retreat inevitable. Yet, staying outside meant succumbing to the collapse of Heaven and Earth, falling into the Void nonetheless.

"This—"

The Five Peak Immortals gathered, staring at Chen Jichuan's godlike aura at the center of the maelstrom, their faces etched with distress.

A hundred years had barely been enough for them to cultivate 'Summoning Wind and Rain' to the Fourth Realm, and even then, they had only reached the initial stage. Meanwhile, Chen Jichuan had stepped into the Fifth Realm forty years ago, and an additional forty years had seen his proficiency in that realm deepen as though by another four millennia.

The differences were insurmountable.

"He's even stronger than he was twenty years ago."

Su Yazi, clad in white, revealed weariness in his expression—this Six-Pattern Immortal Fox had not only cultivated immense prowess but also inherited a remarkable lineage. Eighty years of progress in the battlefield had gone smoothly, disrupted only by his ill-fated encounter with Chen Jichuan twenty years prior. It was an event narrowly escaped, leaving him scarred. If not for his exceptional evasion skills, he would have joined the ranks of Xu Yuantong, Yizhenzi, and other defeated immortals sooner.

Even having survived the last twenty years, the present moment filled Su Yazi with greater despair.

"We can't win."

Su Yazi and the Five Peak Immortals bore bitter expressions, sinking into hopelessness.

Over the years, Chen Jichuan had deliberately impeded their progress, ensuring they failed to gather sufficient energy from the black stones. Weakened and unfinished in their cultivation, combined with the disparity of their mastery in 'Summoning Wind and Rain,' they possessed no chance of victory.

Reality proved their fears true.

Chen Jichuan stood imperiously at the center of the hundred-thousand-mile expanse, as daunting as the guardian deity of the domain. His command brought the surrounding world under his sovereignty, and within the raging storms, the twenty-four immortals floundered helplessly. Wan Ming Immortal and his two companions struck out across the terrain, hastening the expulsion of one immortal after another into the Void.

When the heavens settled, only the four immortals of the Eight Extremes Holy Hall remained in the hundred-thousand-mile territory.

...

"It's done!"

Joy spread across Wan Ming Immortal, Eight-Armed Immortal, and Golden Line Divine Lady's faces.

Across a hundred years, they had coasted beside Chen Jichuan, feebly supporting him amidst his unyielding march forward. And yet, they had persisted to victory at the conclusion of the Chengtian Battlefield. Expectation had steadied them before, but upon the triumph, their jubilance surged unrestrained.

"Congratulations to you all."

Chen Jichuan chuckled, finally relaxing.

Tuota Venerable had arranged the Chengtian Battlefield's formation with great care—but to Chen Jichuan, it resembled a prize waiting to be claimed. His 'Enlightenment' made him invincible in this realm. Although every immortal present could be lauded as uniquely talented, their brilliance crumbled under the force of Chen Jichuan's unparalleled insight.

"Even prodigies and monsters can't beat a cheat code."

Chen Jichuan felt unparalleled satisfaction.

No sooner had he exchanged celebrations with Wan Ming and the others than four radiant beams of golden light surged across the Void, enveloping the four of them instantaneously. With Heaven and Earth splitting apart and the battlefield utterly collapsing, their figures vanished entirely. The Chengtian Battlefield ceased to exist.

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